went on a bike ride to Northampton yesterday. stopped on the bridge over the CT river and stood there for about 45 minutes listening to some funkay tunes and letting my body be surrounded by the intense crossing winds.

locked my bike up in downtown, not realizing i had left the key back at home. so i went to the record store and laughed about it. went straight to “new arrivals” and found my first ever REAL bassnectar album: Vava Voom, in the flesh. $5 suckaaaa

called murph up and interrupted his sugar cookie-making to come scoop my key up so i can unlock my silly bike. he’s such a gem!

after losing myself in a prohemp store, i bump into my best friend Andrew and his girl. i got the BEST hug at that moment. we then walked over to our friend Corrina, who was selling art on the street with her two friends. we sat on the streets and ate candy and juggled and Corrina painted a sunset on my arm.

murph decided to take his motorcycle, which ended up leaking and running out of oil just as soon as he got into town. so a friendly stranger, who had let him know about the leaking, offered to drive him to the store to grab oil. and when the man dropped him off, Murph said thank you and the man replied with a huge smile, “just pay it forward, ok?” 

the ride back was dark and magical. i attached my external speaker to my bag and jammed all the way home. i’m falling in love with The New Mastersounds. They’re just so tight and funktastic! 

lovin’ it

I love that sweet smell of decay that surrounds me in forests and woods. A kind of mulchy, deep, rich rot that has no connotation of death or ending, but rather of life and age. A sense of perpetual destruction and rebirth.

(via spiritual-rebirth)

my car (grandad) is breaking down slowly but i’m trying to keep my head up! it’s just hard because i commute an hour each day for work, and not having a car would mean some heady stress. but it’ll work out, i feel it!

i owe quite a bit of money to Corbin for rent/ misc. bills so i’ve gotta keep my mind straight and really focus on saving. i really want this trip to Colorado to be a THING. we talk about it like it’s real, so why not make it so?

i need to get away. i need to know what it’s like!

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.

John Muir  (via heathenwoods)

just made a kale, summer squash, mozz cheese, and fresh green tomato wrap spiced with fresh cilantro and oregano! with sauteed baby bella mushrooms and red onion on the side! 

bout to go on a night bike ride wit my girl Corrina. Jacob let me use his awesome bike light!

last night you played your guitar and sang me old country songs and i couldn’t help but make silly cutsie faces at you because you are just so darn beautiful